JACK
Tilting his head down a fraction to allow her fingers to slip through the back of his dark hair, Jack of course doesn't feel the need to respond to her agreement, however much she might indeed be stroking his ego. It's enough to hear it, at least for now, and though it absolutely is far too hot for them to be all over each other any more than this, a whisper of magic has a soft breeze circulating through the room and tiny snowflakes forming in the air.
"That first muffin was like being hit by a rock," he drawls; as far as he remembers, she hadn't even been aiming at him with that one either. "At least you're good at your day job, so don't feel the need to quit and become a baker, yeah?" You know, Flora's day job. Queen of Torchline, or something.
"The sorts of songs the crew hum aren't the sort that tend to put you to sleep," he points out, rolling his eyes but falling quiet nonetheless, as if expecting to be haunted by whatever jingle Flora comes up with purely because he's put the thought in her head.
"That first muffin was like being hit by a rock," he drawls; as far as he remembers, she hadn't even been aiming at him with that one either. "At least you're good at your day job, so don't feel the need to quit and become a baker, yeah?" You know, Flora's day job. Queen of Torchline, or something.
"The sorts of songs the crew hum aren't the sort that tend to put you to sleep," he points out, rolling his eyes but falling quiet nonetheless, as if expecting to be haunted by whatever jingle Flora comes up with purely because he's put the thought in her head.
romancing yourself is possible, narcissistic
and recommended
and recommended
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
